Su Guanhai truly dotes on his only son, even casually giving him such a rare Jade Spirit Inkstone.
"Stop!" Baili An naturally couldn't bear to see such a fine inkstone being smashed.
Unfortunately, Su Jing, with a cold look, paid no heed and still raised his hand to throw it.
Baili An locked his gaze on the inkstone that could be thrown at any moment, preparing to adjust his position to catch it, and hurriedly said:
"You should have heard your father's instructions outside the door just now. He hopes we can become good friends. Now that I'm here, is this how you treat your friends?"
He hadn't expected this awkward plea to stop his actions.
But unexpectedly, it had an unexpected effect.
The hand holding the Jade Spirit Inkstone froze in midair, hostility lingering in Su Jing's eyes, yet a look of confusion also emerged. He warily eyed Baili An, muttering: "Friend?"
Baili An showed a harmless smile, nodded, and said: "That's right, friend."
